The 200 mu of land in Quedong Village was divided as 20%.
Two-tenths of 26.4 million is 5.2 million.
These 200 mu of land belong to 960 households, so each household can receive about 5,500 yuan.
…
Agan tried to clear his head and quickly pulled out the paper and pen he always carried with him to start calculating.
After a long while, he was stunned when he saw the amount they would receive.
In 1995, the average monthly salary for ordinary people was only two or three hundred yuan, and that was for physically demanding jobs that left them exhausted.
But now---
Millions!
So much can be divided up from just one village.
So... how much can Ah Chen earn?
One person can earn tens of millions.
At this moment, all the Miao people gathered here were panting heavily, like oxen.
Mu Chen smiled and went to get busy, and a sudden burst of discussion erupted behind him.
"Arong, can our Quedong Village really receive more than five million?"
"Agan, is it really possible for each household to receive five or six thousand?"
"My God, I only grow corn on my tiny plot of land, which only brings in a few dozen yuan a year. How can I possibly earn so much?"
Arong took the newly calculated accounts from Agan and said:
“What are you thinking? Ah Chen just calculated that each household would receive 5.2 million based on 960 households. In our Que Dong Village, the distribution will be based on the size of each family’s land. The larger households should receive tens of thousands, while the smaller ones will receive around 1,000.”
"A thousand? Then I'll make a huge profit."
An older woman behind her counted on her fingers: "My family should get around ten thousand."
“My family will also receive seven or eight thousand.”
"The largest number probably belong to the village chief's family; that whole area over there belongs to his family."
…
The discussions continued unabated.
An atmosphere of sudden wealth gradually swept through the country like a whirlwind.
cheer--
Joyful--
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